Addicted

The way your rarely heard laughter,
Echoes in my ears.
How your obsidian eyes light up,
When the battle starts.
When your black unruly hair blows in the wind,
Slamming your intoxicating scent into my nose.
The way your porcelain skin skin glows in the moonlight,
And how your smile captivates my soul.
Even though you left years ago,
I am still addicted.